Aaaaarrrrgh...Capn's Log after a voyage to the land o thee Carpet sellers an Camel russlers.

It was all goin well...I lead Nef Yoo down a dark Carthaginian Alley way, known as a Souk (Souk El Hannibal Lecter), full o thee most dreadful cuthroats wot ye've ever set eyes on. After a bit o barterin I bagged meself a luverlee carpet fer thee cabin an one o them Hubbly Bubbly pipes fer a knockdown price. We sat down at a Moorish Cafe...them Carthaginian deleekarsees be very Moorish...I furnished Nef Yoo wiv a Hubbly Bubbly pipe full o Moroccan Black an waited fer him to pass out. I rolled thee hinsensible lad into a carpet an took him to thee camel market. By Allah thee smell was terrible...most o thee camels passed out when I unwrapped Nef Yoo an a general cry o Plague went up. To cut a long story short I had to pay to ave Nef Yoo sent through a Turkish Bath and ave his clothes buried in lime in a Carthaginian Necropolis.

Poor Bart. He be sufferin Nef Yoo's revenge for trying to ditch the little bloke at the camel market, or something like that. Either that, or he really did try making camel head stoo and it didn't agree with him.

(knowing Bart, he'll keep the stones and market them under Black Bart Enterprises and try to make a buck or two)

TwistedSister wrote:Poor Bart. He be sufferin Nef Yoo's revenge for trying to ditch the little bloke at the camel market, or something like that. Either that, or he really did try making camel head stoo and it didn't agree with him.

(knowing Bart, he'll keep the stones and market them under Black Bart Enterprises and try to make a buck or two)

Aye well I always says a few bottles o that Capn's Delight cures anyfing. It even made me leg grow back once...I'd knocked back about four bottles in thee Benbow and when I looked down I had me old leg back...in me joy I tried to skip out o thee front door but I tripped over thee flyin pig wot some blaggard had left behind. The next mornin when I woke, twas about 6 bells o thee pm, me peg leg had returned...tis a mystery.